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i see Space Core as a kid so FILLY BE UPON YE!!
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I’m sorry but he’s so seems cold and reserved cool guy on campus who secretly has a heart of gold. always melts when he sees his princess (you) and loves spending time with you and in between your thighs 🥹❣️
HE DOES ☹️
the rich heir, son of the CEO of the top company in the country; everyone either wants to be him or be with him, but he pays them no mind always burying himself in his studies - he only has a few friends, too, all with connections through their parents which really reinforces his stuck-up image
your friends hate him. "he's so annoying, right? he clearly doesn't even care about anyone, yet all these people are practically throwing themselves in front of him so he doesn't need to step in a puddle or something..." one snickers. the other jumps in, "god forbid he ruins his new shoes!"
little do either of them know, jay'll pull you into an empty lecture room later on when you're alone - so desperate to see you because the two of you have been so busy lately :(
grabbing ahold of your hand, he guides you to the top of the stairs, finding seats at the back in case someone walks in.
"i've missed you so much, princess," he says as he watches you settle yourself in the chair, already knowing what's to come
"i missed you too," you giggle at his wide eyes. you open your legs while your hand plays with the ends of his hair, serving as guidance to your core.
you conveniently chose to wear a skirt, which gives him such open access to what the two of you want most right now. his fingers trace small circles on your clothed cunt, a smirk forming on his face as he watches the wet patch growing underneath his touch
he pushes the material to the side before you start squirming, equally as impatient as you are. he dips two fingers into your sopping hole, rubbing his thumb over your clit to ease the stretch. he looks up at you with doe eyes, "you look so beautiful today, princess."
you blush at his kind words mixed with his sensual touch. "jay..."
"what?" he chuckles. "i can't compliment my girlfriend?"
his fingers push and pull in and out of you gently as his eyes travel over your body in its entirety with an expression as if he's seen all seven wonders of the world. he might as well have.
when you're comfortably stretched, letting out soft moans, jay leans down to your core, lapping his tongue over your clit, his fingers rolling into your pussy at a slow pace.
your hand finds its way to his hair, not pulling, but slipping through his strands.
"fuck, jay."
he pulls away for one agonizing moment. "feels good?"
you throw your head back in faux-frustration. "yes, it feels good. dumbass, don't stop."
the vibrations of his laughter against your cunt bring you closer to where you want to be. naturally, your hips roll into his movements as they quicken to match your needs.
within minutes, you're coming undone under his touch, jay humming at the sweet taste of your juices.
if this was the first time you've done this, you'd ask him if he wanted you to jerk him off - not as if you don't want to either. but he'd deny it as always, saying that all he wants is to make his girl feel good.
the two of you sit together in the empty lecture room for some time after that. talking and chatting about whatever, just enjoying each other's company.
then, the appalling sound of your alarm rings. "i should head to my next class," you announce unenthusiastically.
jay pouts. "see you tomorrow?"
"you have that company dinner, remember?"
"oh, right," his frown sours. "i'll skip it, i rather spend my evening with you than greedy old men."
you laugh at his intentions and agree unseriously, getting up and taking your bag with you.
he walks you to the door, but stays back for a while after you leave the room.
it doesn't matter to you that your relationship is kept very lowkey, adds to the excitement - sneaking around, keeping secrets.
#⛓️ ⌗ asks!#enhypen hard hours#enhypen smut#enhypen#enhypen au#enhypen x reader#enhypen fic#enhypen imagines#enhypen hard thoughts#jay smut#enhypen jay#enhypen scenarios#enhypen jay smut#jay x y/n#jay x you#jay x reader#jay au#jay#jay fic#jay fanfic#enha hard thoughts#enha hard hours#enha smut#enha x reader#enha scenarios#enha imagines#enha#enhypen jake#enhypen sunghoon#jay_fic
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Valentine’s Day
Context-> This is a Valentine’s Day SHORT story about Gojo Satoru getting his heart b r o k e n by the reader :)
Fandom-> Jujutsu Kaisen
Ship-> Gojo Satoru x Reader
a/n the reader is female in this story and there isn’t mild sexual content but minors please stay away nonetheless
~forgive me if there are any spelling errors~
enjoy and happy Valentine’s Day ;)
This is story is for 18+ ONLY minors DNI
Satoru sighs as he lies on his sofa, phone in hand while he scrolls through social media seeing nothing but this Valentine’s day nonsense.
It’s ridiculous how people can even call this a holiday. It’s pointless in his opinion.
Because this time he didn’t have you to share it with and pained him to his core.
The two of you broke it off months ago. just enough time for you to find someone else to spend this ‘holiday’ with and that hurt him even more. Sure he tried to save the relationship, but you couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to be free of only seeing him when he wasn’t busy with work which was rare.
Sometimes you worried if he’d make it home in one piece and not in half.
But you knew..you how dangerous his job was and how much he worked and yet you still chose to be with him and stay as long as you did, only to use that as an excuse to leave him in the end.
His eyes started to tear up at the memory of you telling him you couldn’t do it anymore. He didn’t want to cry over it anymore..he needed to stop all of this sulking.
it was getting him nowhere.
So he decides to get off of his oh so comfortable couch and go out. Maybe eating out would get his mind off of things?.
It should. Shouldn’t it?.
but as he continued to walk along the sidewalk he couldn’t help but notice his feet had taken him to your favorite restaurant..the one he’d take you out to all the time.
The one he got bored of but did it for you because you were so happy to come here and he liked seeing you happy.
So..what does he do?. He releases a sigh and walks in.
He could at least imagine you were here with him and he swears after this meal-after today- he will be completely and utterly over you.
He gets his food and he eats quietly and alone while the people around him chatter away with their dates.
Some even laughing at the most horrible jokes he’s never even heard of, and you know it’s bad when Satorus never even heard of the joke because he’s a jokester himself and by god you loved it.
Your laugh was the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard. Music to his ears.
What’s crazy is that he can still hear it perfectly loud and clear still to this day..
loud and- wait.
no. He immediately straightens his back and looks around the restaurant.
You’re here, but where?. Fuck there are so many people here.
He continues to scan the place until his blue eyes finally find you.
God you were so perfect..especially in the dress you were wearing…it matches you so well. It hugs your body perfectly.
He stares at you. His food going ignored and getting cold, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.
All of a sudden your head snapped in his direction, your gorgeous eyes staring right back at him.
He puts his head down quickly. Hoping you didn’t notice him but he knows that you did.
A tap on his shoulder brought his attention to the person standing next to his table and his heart started to race.
“y/n..h-hey” he said with a nervous smile
“meet me in the bathroom we’ve gotta have a chat” you tell him bluntly as you make your way towards the back of the restaurant, your hips swaying in the tight dress you had on.
He quickly gets up from the chair and follows you to the bathroom.
“what are you doing here, Gojo?.” you huffed out as he walks in closing the door behind him, his heart aching at you using his last name.
“i just came here to have a meal..” he replies back to you
“bullshit” you fold your arms over your chest, your breast pressing together from the action.
Him being the man that he is
he couldn’t help but glance down at them.
“it’s true..i was hungry and needed to get out of the house.” he tells you
“every where i go you’re there. It’s like you appear out of thin air.” you whisper/yell trying to keep your voice quiet.
but he sighs. That’s true..but it’s not his fault. He couldn’t get you off of his mind his feet take him where they want to go and he doesn’t fight back.
So he doesn’t say anything..and just looks at you.
You know the reason why he’s following you.
He’s still heartbroken and so are you but only a little.
Of course you still thought about him and the good times you’ve had together, but him doing this is only making it harder on himself and you.
You sigh and hug him and when you do you didn’t miss the way his arms immediately flew around your body to hold your waist and pull you closer so he can hold you tighter.
but you didn’t say anything. you let it be, but only for now.
“Gojo-”
“don’t. don’t call me that. please just..use my first name..” he bends down a bit more to put his face in your neck, taking in deep breaths of your perfume.
Not wanting to forget what you smell like.
“Satoru..you’ve got to move on” you tell him quietly.
He shakes his head.
“cant.” you freeze when you feel a small peck against your neck.
“won’t.” he does it again.
“satoru-”
“one last time..it’s all i need. please.” he pulls his face away from the crook of your neck and stares into your eyes, you’ve never seen him this way..
your heart aches for the man in front of you.
The one you promised to love forever.
so..what do you do?..
you give in.
“nngh~ f-fuck, toru” you moan out quietly as he has you on the counter in the bathroom his hands underneath your thighs and your legs wrapped his waist.
“i l-love you..” he whispers into your ear, but you don’t say it back. you can’t.
You wrap your arms around his neck.
“say it..” he grunts out while his pace slows down not wanting this to end so quickly.
“t-toru..” you look at him while shaking your head, but he wasn’t having it.
He roughly thrusts into you making you squeak out a moan
His pace is harder, faster, it was to much for you
“s-slow down!” you beg him.
“say it.” his voice lower than when he said it the first time.
“say it and i’ll slow down.” it was getting to much it was starting to hurt, but saying the words he was longing to hear would put him in so much pain afterwards. It hurt your own heart to say it but you said it..for him
“i-i love you t-toru.” you got out in between moans of pleasure and pain and he immediately slowed down and his lips found yours.
Kissing you passionately as he slowly thrusts into you not wanting to forget the way you felt and the way you sounded when you said his name. How soft your lips felt against his..
he pulled his lips away from your and stuffed his face into your neck to hide the tears that started to fall from his eyes.
This will be the last time he’d actually be able to be close to you like this.
The pain in his chest wouldn’t go away but being like this with you even for a little while helped it become bearable.
Because he was able to share Valentine’s Day with the one he loves the most.
#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu gojo#gojo saturo#gojou satoru x reader#jjk anime#jjk manga#jjk gojo#geto suguru#choso kamo#nanami kento#jujutsu toji#anime manga#anime#manga#valentines day
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The Marinette Swap
Adrien version
I should wait for the Paris Special to come out first, but man, I can't help but ponder the potential dynamics and fun there could be just shuffling up the two Marinettes and fun it could've brought being in each other's own reality.
Like, Special!Marinette actually being in the canon world, and she's this way between Chloe's bullying and no one stepping up to help her, so she helped herself. She went punk/goth/emo, largely to piss Chloe off. And she's petty, jaded, spiteful, and cynical. Despite all this, she's still Marinette at the core. She's not going to turn a blind eye to those in critical need.
So she still rushes out to go help Fu, but she tells him off afterwards cause wth was he thinking. But hey, that warrants her getting the earrings. Maybe she just needs a bug to soften her up.
I don't know if Alya will become her best friend, as I don't see this Marinette backing down when Chloe tries to scare her out of her seat. It could be that Chloe begrudgingly backs down, shoos away Alya who goes to sit with Nino (or Marinette, liking her spitfire; though if Alya sits next to Nino that leaves Adrien to sit next to Marinette), or maybe Bustier intervenes and forces Marinette to sit elsewhere. Which maybe she sits either by Alya or Nino (or maybe Ivan?).
Idk, what happens in the classroom is up in the air.
Either way, Stoneheart happens, Marinette nopes out, and finds the earrings and there's Tikki telling her she's got to be a hero!
Only it's a lot harder getting this Marinette going cause no, is she crazy? What the heck even is she?
It takes the damage in the city to get worse to convince Marinette to go out and see what she can do, though she makes it clear she's not going to be a hero. She's going to pass the earrings on. Tikki will take it, desperate and pressed for time. So Marinette heads out a lot more prepared, internally panicking still, but having a better idea what she needs to do. She saves Chat, and gets Stoneheart resolved in just one setting.
Chat likes her efficiency and thinks she's cool, but man is she cold. He does call her Ice Queen or Red Queen occasionally, just to be teasing.
And responsible Marinette wants to pass the earrings onto someone she knows could be a good hero, only there's no one she really knows that she can pass the earrings onto and take this off her hands. So she's kinda stuck with it.
So this jaded Marinette is stuck working off the optimistic Tikki and playful Chat, with the former trying to help Marinette heal and embrace the role to be a hero while Chat is trying to get her to smile and loosen up and have some more faith in humanity. And she does perform her duties and she does help people, even if she's standoffish and doesn't have a lot of patience for people.
And their whole dynamic is just summed up as:
Now, Canon!Marinette in the Special's world is a little harder as we don't have a lot of info or seen much of it yet (outside leaks/rumors, but I don't know how true those are, the few I've seen anyway). So this is a little more creativity/headcanon territory.
But, Marinette's pretty happy in a Paris cared for and protected by the Butterfly hero, though she thinks he kinda looks like a loser, but hey, she appreciates what he does. She'll just keep those criticisms to herself.
So she's surprised one day when a curious pair of earrings show up and a little bug thing is like "Hey, you're chosen to be a hero!" and she's just so confused cause they already have a hero? But, if he needs help, Marinette wouldn't mind lending a hand, cause he's done so much, and it's not like she's going to deal with the heat of things, right? Either way, she's uncertain but she'll give it a shot.
And the hero is surprised, but he's open and welcoming, a tad controlling but she can tell he means well.
And she soon learns why she was out, as the "villain" they face is more powerful than even their Butterfly hero: Claw Noir.
Now, Marinette wouldn't call him a villain. But he certainly liked causing problems and taking his destructive power out on the city. If anything, he was more the city's... prankster. Just with destructive power.
And at worse, he was obnoxious, especially when he wanted to be petty and try and trip her up. It's getting to a point she's now carrying spray bottles, cause she's a busy hero and she doesn't need this. Her mentor has a lot of high expectations and the last thing she needs is Claw Noir turning the sidewalk to liquid cement and making her stuck for a few minutes.
And the biggest factor that assures her that Claw isn't a villain is the pure fact that if she's ever in a tight spot, he literally pops up out of nowhere and helps.
He is a good guy, probably just lashing out for some unknown reason. He just needs a few more squirts in the face.
#miraculous ladybug#miraculous au#marinette swap#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste#gabriel agreste#ladybug#shadybug#chat noir#claw noir#tikki#plagg#hawk moth#miraculous paris special#paris special#miraculous crack au#this does apply to an Adrien swap too
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How Marvel officially added McDonalds to the MCU
On the very last day of filming on the first season of the Marvel Disney+ TV series Loki, executive producer Kevin Wright sat on the steps of The Citadel at the End of Time with costar Sophia Di Martino (Sylvie), and they started to chat about what might be next for her character. Not in any official script capacity, just as fans of the story they’d just finished filming.
“This character had been on a decades-long, maybe centuries-long revenge mission, and the classic trope of those stories is that it’s all-consuming and she’s not thinking about what comes next,” says Wright. “Now she has this moment of opportunity, where is she going to go?”
Di Martino thought about it for a moment, and said, “She’d probably be pretty hungry.
There are more than 13,000 McDonald’s across the United States right here in 2023, and untold more across the multiverse. In a new campaign launched this week, the fast-feeder gave Marvel and Loki fans a peek at its own cameo in the series’ upcoming second season, set to launch on October 6.
“As Featured In” is the Golden Arches latest Famous Orders meal campaign and, instead of being tied to a particular artist or character, it celebrates all the instances in TV and movies that McDonald’s has appeared or been mentioned by characters: Friends, The Office, Seinfeld, Space Jam, Coming to America, and many, many more. But at the center of the campaign is Loki, one that hasn’t even happened yet, which is probably appropriate for a show that revolves around the multiverse and many different timelines.
The meal itself—a choice of a 10-piece Chicken McNuggets, Quarter Pounder with Cheese, or Big Mac, with medium fries, a Loki-branded Sweet ‘N’ Sour Sauce, and a medium soda—is, like the Famous Meals before it, nothing all that special, but that has always been the point. The genius of Famous Orders is that it drives customers to McDonald’s core menu items rather than a limited-time stunt. There is, of course, also a merch collaboration, this time with streetwear darling Palace Skateboards. The packaging features QR codes that customers can scan to get fun Loki content and buy pieces from the Palace collaboration.
Long after his conversation with Di Martino on the Citadel set steps, Wright and his team were developing season two, and they were finding it difficult to pick up a new Sylvie storyline. She had just killed He Who Remains in season one, where does she go?
“When we stayed in the view of character, this woman who went on the run as a child, had been running through time, a fugitive of time, living in apocalypses, never being able to relax or slow down, the novelty of walking into a 1980s McDonald’s looked appealing,” say Wright. “You play a Little League game and go to McDonald’s. You go to a kid’s birthday party at McDonald’s. Someone like Sylvie would never have experienced that, and would be really taken by that.”
Marvel Studios has been a brand partnerships factory since Iron Man first ate a Whopper in 2008. Typically these things happen when there is a finished script, and producers go through it with the studio’s brand partnerships team to see where opportunities may be. A car chase, you say? What brand of car should we use? Maybe an Audi?
But this latest collaboration happened in reverse. A 1982 McDonald’s was specifically written into the script, so Wright approached Marvel’s partnerships people to talk to the brand about helping them out with the details. “I was worried that McDonald’s would think we wanted to do something ironic or make fun of them,” says Wright. “But we were selling an earnest story, a love letter to nostalgia through a character’s eyes who will see all of the novelty and joy of it.”
He needn’t have worried. “When I pitched it, our internal team said, ‘Uh, you realize we have a partnership with McDonald’s already, right? The fact we’re going to them wanting to do something makes it even better.”
Around that same time mid-last year, McDonald’s marketing execs were on a tour of sorts, meeting with content creators and creative teams at studios like Disney about the brand’s interest in participating in cultural moments beyond the typical product tie-in. That’s when the call from Marvel about Loki came in.
“We tend to embrace things like this,” says McDonald’s global chief marketing officer Morgan Flatley, “which we feel can be an opportunity for us to learn, especially because we felt that between Marvel and Loki, there was a real willingness to take their rabid fandom and mix it with a fan truth around McDonald’s and bring them together.”
The fan truth Flatley refers to is of McDonald’s as a congenial gathering place, a common experience for so many people. “Sylvie’s storyline perfectly aligned with how we think about our brand in terms of providing comfort and familiarity,” says Flatley. Familiarity is the key to the emotion of nostalgia and shelter that Wright was aiming for in the story.
That same familiarity is indicative of a brand so ubiquitous, it’s become a cultural touchpoint. Hence all the McDonald’s references in TV and movies. There’s a reason McDowell’s works as such a big bit in the classic comedy Coming to America. We all get it.
That all sounds great, but many brands get nervous or overprotective when they aren’t in full control of the creative. Not that long ago, McDonald’s was among them. The success of Famous Orders, allowing artists and partners like Cactus Plant Flea Market to play with its brand logos and characters, and the passionate response from fans—along with the sold-out merch and boosted sales—has given Flatley and the brand more confidence than ever in what she calls “sharing the pen.”
“I’ve become a big believer that if we lean into the right kind of creators in the right cultural phenomenon, and loosen some of our control on the brand, magic will happen,” says Flatley. “A few years ago, I don’t know that we would have felt as comfortable handing over key aspects of our brand to be part of a storyline like this, but today we’re really aware of the authenticity of our brand and the role that it can play.”
Wright is very familiar with the pitfalls of ill-conceived brand partnerships, and the impact they can have. “Wayne’s World was making fun of this stuff 30 years ago,” says Wright. “When it’s done poorly, it looks like business not driven by story. I don’t think that was ever a concern for us, mainly because we knew it was being driven by our story, and the more McDonald’s partnered with us, the better we were able to service the story.”
Multiversal marketing? Let’s see McDowell’s try that.
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thinking about archivists again. below the cut: obscene amounts of brainrot in the form of a long-winded relationship study and oddly specific references to canon that may or may not be accurate
im trying to come up with some sort of au for them (writer's block and creative burnout is a BITCH it's okay though we stay silly) and there's just something about how qphil and qcellbit don't (or didn't) really wind up in each other's circles often. sure they were friendly with each other in passing, and they definitely had some nice little interactions earlier on: cellbit briefly interviewing phil on one of his first days on the island over a cup of coffee and solidifying phil's view of cellbit as the Dedicated Investigator; phil asking cellbit to babysit chayanne and tallulah while he's away on a trip and cellbit being more than happy to; phil briefly checking in with cellbit --- who was in the process of tumbling into his regret arc, cutting off ties with loved ones and making himself a martyr --- and asking if he was okay when phil spotted him hanging alone in the back of the group; chatting about the upcoming wedding and phil advising cellbit that he and roier should probably introduce some sort of dress code (lmao); cellbit watching phil and missa meet up for the first time in months on the way to the federation's people-freezers and all of the pieces rapidly falling into place (the name of phil's waystone, phil's skull backpack, phil's elusive "husband," ohhhhhhh...). they've always been in each other's peripheral, but never directly involved in each other's personal lives.
until the happy pills.
see the thing about archivists is that they're not drawn together by a pre-existing friendship; they're more friendly acquaintances at this point, perhaps almost-friends, though they're certainly not close. but then forever's life is under threat, and god, they both love forever immensely. with direct help from bad and indirect help from others (qpac you LEGEND), they're eventually able to formulate a plan that successfully drag forever out from under the haze of drugs, pull him to the surface. they sit next to each other as they sit at the bedside of their mutual friend, watch him breathing, and try to breathe themselves.
and from that moment on it's solidified: they know they can depend on each other, when shit hits the fan. they have their respective strengths, and they balance out each other nicely. i wish i had gotten more of a chance to watch their dynamic during purgatory 1 (unfortunately i have a life sadge) but from what i saw, they turned out to be some pretty good co-leaders, and an interesting dynamic at that: phil acting more as a support role (moral support, resource support, combat support, ALL the support) and stepping up into a leader-like role when needed, but ultimately letting cellbit take the helm a lot of the time since he's a strategist with more practice managing large groups of people (i wont get into it here, and i want to watch more vods so i can more properly analyze them but HOUGHH i have THOUGHTS!! SO MANY!!!)
what im trying to get at is that they were initially in the peripheral in each others lives but were eventually drawn together out of necessity, due to circumstances. the mutual respect followed, which was then followed by trust, and then collaboration, and then friendship. i've also made this post talking about their dynamic, how they both understand each other's need to focus on the here and now and understand that they don't need to know every little thing about each other to still trust each other. and this is so integral to their relationship. it's what makes archivists archivists.
so now all that's left for me to do is try to come up with some sort of au i can chuck them in, incorporating this idea of "friendship of necessity" as a core feature of the plot. i have scattered ideas but none are particularly appealing or solid enough. i will try though!! if u have any suggestions/thoughts/ideas feel free to leave a comment or say in tags (pspsppsps come brainrot with meeee)
#qsmp philza#qsmp cellbit#archivists#dont mind me im just rambling#im specifically trying to come up with an au because i feel like a lot of my creative burnout recently has to do with the fact that ive-#-been stressing about my fics being canon-compliant and up-to-date with and accurate to the Lore as well as my characters being in-characte#-with a deep understanding of each character's lore when that is!! really hard to do!! considering how many characters there are and how-#-many hours of vods there are and the fact i still need to do Life things sometimes.#so writing an au allows me to be more flexible with the characterization (while still incorporating the integral aspects of the characters)#-AND i dont have to worry about being 100% up to date with the lore if the fic literally takes place another world!!#currently the main problem is COMING UP with the au lol#anyway that's enough out of me i love these guys im going CRAZY#also i should mention this post is NOT proofread lol
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“ WRONG TIME. ” ft. shen ricky
synopsis : one last date before the end of us.
ricky x gn! reader, genre : break up, angst, a little bit of fluff, maybe a part 2..., warning : none, wc : 1.5k
« a table for.. two, i guess. » you asked the waiter, in a nonchalant way accompanied by a sigh. next to you, ricky rolled his eyes and put his hand on your lower back, making you jump, « stop acting like that. we had an agreement, right? »
sighing a little too heavily, making a few strands of your hair fly away, you moved away from him to follow the waiter to your table. you didn't give ricky time to slip behind your chair to keep it away as a gesture of chivalry, that you hurried to sit down, getting rid of your jacket. ricky looked at you exasperatedly, before taking his place in turn, and leafing through the menu.
« take what you want, it's my treat. » — a scoff left your lips, while you were looking around you. it was a rather chic restaurant, with a modern and rather refined setting. a smell of lemon floated in the air despite the many dishes served, and a symphonic group served as background music. raising your eyebrows, you flipped through the menu, shaking your head negatively, « no, thank you. i can pay for myself. »
« y/n.. can we not argue for once? » looking up from the paper in your hands, your slayer's gaze met his, making him sigh once again. « so don't you dare contradict me. » you answer quickly and decide to ignore his next words, preferring to signal to the waiter that you had finally chosen your dish. chatting with him, you gave him your best charming smile and your best soft eyes, while ricky watched you silently, restraining himself so as not to interrupt your conversation. when the waiter finally took his eyes off of you to focus his attention on ricky, his blood ran cold — it had to be said that his cold and serious look could easily scare anyone away.
after a few seconds, the waiter had finally disappeared, leaving you both alone. bringing your glass of water to your lips, ricky decided to speak up after a long, heavy silence, « y/n come on, we agreed to have one last date, but you make no effort. »
'for a man who has made no effort in our relationship, he's got a lot of nerve' you thought softly, trying to prevent a nervous laugh from leaving your painted lips. your teeth chewed on your lower lip, before you shrugged, a certain bitterness mixing with the sound of your voice.
« you act like everything is fine when it’s not, » resting your chin against the palm of your hand, you finally slipped your gaze into his, despite your desire to run away from this table, « it has a way of getting on my nerves. »
« i told you i was sorry... » — a shiver of disgust ran down your spine at the mere mention of this sentence. these words that no longer made sense to you, irritated you to the core. if you had noted the number of times you could have heard it during your relationship, you would have filled the pages of the biggest book on earth. « you should stop apologizing without really meaning it, it's irritating. » you say in a strangely calm way, while slipping a lock of hair behind your ear and diverting your gaze to something other than his face.
you heard your ex-boyfriend sigh from across the table, and out of the corner of your eye, you saw him move uncomfortably on his chair : he was embarrassed. a wry smile clung to your mouth as you saw the waiter finally arrive with your dishes, and despite the fact that you are not hungry, given the price in the menu, you were determined to finish every grain of rice on your plate.
« can we discuss about us? » he asked suddenly as you took your first bite. « which us are you talking about? » you answered, bringing your glass of wine to your lips to take a sip, grimacing at the unpleasant taste of the latter before placing your jaded gaze on his face, « do you not understand the words “i'm done” or? »
ricky didn't know what to say. obviously, he was at fault, but he was determined to make things right so as not to lose you. even though it was already too late. biting his lip and looking away from you to his plate, your ex-boyfriend seemed to have lost all his means. searching for his words, ricky finally whispered a sentence so low that you thought you'd never heard it. and also because he had a lot of nerve.
« excuses me? you broke my heart so carelessly, and now you want forgiveness? » a stunned laugh left your lips, you couldn't believe that he had the guts to ask you something like that after two years of wasted relationship. « ricky listen, » you began, crossing your arms against your chest and shaking your head negatively, « you were my first love. and in the beginning, i really felt like i was living a fairy tale with you. »
« but the further we got into the relationship, the more you neglected me and my feelings. » sticking your tongue against the inside of your cheek, you looked up to stop yourself from crying, not wanting to give him the opportunity to see your weaknesses, « you forgot my birthday, you forgot several dates, you left me alone countless times. »
« i fell for your lies again, and again, and again. » rubbing the tip of your nose, you continued your monologue under the desolate gaze of ricky, « i believed every promise you made, every apology, i believed every word you said with a sincere heart. but not anymore. »
ricky seemed defeated, lowering his gaze to the ground. his heart hurt abnormally, and he could swear he had never felt that way in his life. he felt guilty for hurting the only one person he wanted to protect and keep close to him, to have broken this heart which however he cherished. but now you were slipping from his hands like a thin stream of ice water, and he felt empty. his heart and head were empty. he had just lost the only person to decorate his world with cherry blossoms, the only person who lit up his dark nights. he felt like a child beong scolded by his school teacher. 'what a shame', he thought softly.
« i never wanted things to be like this.. » he commented as he swirled his fork around in his plate, his appetite having long since left his lips, « i never meant to hurt you. »
a gentle smile painted your face — because despite all the harm he had done to you, ricky was still one of the most important people in your life. he is the one who taught you to love and who helped you to grow, is the one who gave you the opportunity to put your happiness before that of others. « i know that, ricky.. » you sighed in a much softer way than you would have liked, « i know you have your problems. but.. you lost me. »
ricky closed his eyes for a few seconds, under your hurt gaze. you had probably just said the words that had broken him in two pieces — but things had to be said as they were. you were no longer his, and he no longer had a hold on you. obviously, it hurt, but it was probably more painful for him than for you.
« i will always love you, but just not in the way i wish i still could. » — you brought your hand close to his, placing your cold fingers against its back for a few seconds, as a sign of support and reassurance. after this sentence that signed the official end of your relationship, your expensive meal ended in a dead silence.
after paying for your dishes, ricky and you found yourselves facing each other, in front of the door of your taxi to go home. ricky kept his head down, his gaze distant and his cheeks slightly pink — he was clearly embarrassed... and cute.
a scoff left your lips, as you brought your hand to his cheek, gently caressing his opaline skin. ricky finally dared to look up at you, and you could see a glimmer of shame in his pupils, you offered him a tender smile. « i have to go now, » the blond man facing you shook his head slightly, without moving away from you. as you were about to get into the car, you turned your gaze to his one last time, slipping into his ear words that gave him a glimmer of hope in his heart.
« maybe it’s… right person, wrong time. »
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Chat Log Name : I know why society had no use for you
chat log description : You can be reborn, can't you? You just need a little leap to it.
Online Users : Doctor Hendrick Joliet Easterman, Reagent! Reader, The Pusher (Mentioned), Mother Gooseberry (Mentioned)
!! CONTENT WARNINGS : Stockholm Syndrome, Unhealthy relationship, Power Imbalance, Manipulative behaviors, Minor & major descriptions of injuries. !!
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Your eyes watered at the sight since you accidentally dropped your private records; seeing the scattered papers and photographs of a happier time in life. Such a familiar warmth they gave but you needed to destroy them to be reborn. It was their fault, wasn’t it? Since they never helped as you needed to be reborn now.
You hurriedly stuffed the box with your private records. Watching the bloodied grinder, destroy the very last remnants of who you were or so you thought. You held your bloodied shoulder since Mother Gooseberry managed to grab ahold of you and drilled into your shoulder rather than your face.
The single shuttle was made of metal that had grates at the bottom of it in case of any blood. A brown leather almost orthodontic chair strapped you in, gears of the hanging television swung down.
“Doesn’t that feel better? All reamed out cleared and ready,” he said. “Everything perfectly under control kept tidy for somebody with just your dysfunctions.”
It felt like ages then restraints loosened and hatched open, rubbing your wrists to relieve the uncomfortable tension from it. You looked at the tube; the sole tube in the cramped shuttle and you stepped in the tube.
Your eyes tried to adjust to the bright lights of the hallway, the sleep room is what Dr. Easterman called it. Though it should be called the makeshift zoo due to the amount of windows and you wandered around the sleep room which in the process, you found your room. A plain room with a sink, desk, bed with a bedside table and a big window next to the door.
The terminal assigned a group and the core therapy lights near the home shuttle, once a iridescent hue now were a vibrant red.
Time lost its meaning in the Sinyala facility, it was a never ending circle. Being paired up in a group like test animals and having stitches sewn into the skin despite the old wounds barely closing before being opened once again. The small cuts on your hands gnawed at the skin while pouring the can of acid into the metal funnel of the fountain to get rid of the evidence.
You were the only one that failed the therapy that was meant for you to protect the ones that protected and guided you during this stage of growing in the stomach of the hostile womb. The revival medicine pumped your body with a wheezing to regain the loss of life and breath, antiseptic aroma continued with the mixture of pungent blood that had been engraved on polished floor. Faintly hearing the voices of the medical staff to alert the sanitization team to hose out the thin blue line or to fix the Rorschach tests in the police station.
Your heart aches with unbearable pain hearing the harsh words of Doctor Easterman from the speaker. Disappointment to nobody and everyone at the same time. Nobody would want you even if you were reborn, not even Doctor Easterman. He will want to get rid of you since you can’t do the simplest thing.
“We scraped you up off the streets,” He said. “I tried to make you better, reagent 124.”
Tears swelled up in your eyes, losing the ability to stand. His shoes clicked on the metal flooring that decorated the floor, his face etched into something very familiar, an expression of a disappointed parent or a disappointed man who simply wanted what was best for you. He got down to your fallen level, wiping away the stream of tears, desperately trying to say that he was wrong but it was muffled by the gag.
“I know that you’re trying your best but you need to try harder to not be a disappointment to me,” he said. “You’re still developing now but I know that you want to be reborn.”
Yet, you could still feel a sliver of your past self that wasn’t buried by the trials and you needed to keep it hidden from him—his bony hand gripped the lower half of your face, his tongue clicked, eyebrows furrowed; examining your face.
“I thought—never mind.” He let go of your face. “Return to the sleep room and take therapy to heart this time.”
You are near perfection in Doctor Easterman’s eyes but you needed a little more attention and a shove towards the end goal. To be reborn in the hostile world and how he always phrases it : Suffering is the cornerstone for greatness.
It happened all too fast. Sound of a door being broken and the small remaining pieces of glass that embedded into your skin and the familiar deranged laughter.
“Relax, baby.” He said,”Just…relax!”
And the familiar green gas that burned your lungs, twisting out the remaining bits of sanity that you had clung to. Antidote. Walls and flooring of the room where it distorted bending in and out almost to replicate breathing. In and out with the luminescent lights that now glowed with a mixture of reds, greens, blues, and a yellowish green. Opening the toolboxes to find the antidote till you found one. Unfortunately, the skinner man continued to walk and walk, his body morphed and twitched with every step. Screams—your screams echoed throughout the trial, scientists wrote on the clipboards.
Why wasn’t the medicine working? Why did it feel like the Skinner man was peeling your skin and forcing it to regrow at the same time. Surely there was something else living in your body, you needed to tear it out. Parasite. It was causing a significant problem in your birthing process, if Doctor Easterman found out…how disappointed he would be, how good you were behaving and you were finally starting to take the trials to heart.
Your eyes watered at the luminescent light being shined down at you, desperately trying to push up but the leather straps only dug further into your wrists. While the tears dribbled down your face, blurred vision how you desperately tried to look for someone or something familiar since you weren’t in your cell rather in a small medical room with a gurney that you were strapped into, being poked and prodded with scalpels and crudely stitches place on still bleeding wounds.
The infirmary aids shuffled out of the room seemingly scoffing at the sudden entrance of Doctor Easterman.
“You have disappointed me, greatly.” His face shifted into a permanent frown, walking closer to your face. “A child like you can never be born. You couldn’t seem to claw yourself out of this hostile womb.”
His hand caressed your face; so gently. As he suddenly took away the gentleness that you seemed to crave more.
“And I held you to such high praises which turned out to be a grave mistake. I coddled you too much which resulted in this.” He paced back and forth as he knocked on the steel door. “They will now begin your reclassification to the experimental population. You are too broken for society to handle. You cannot be reborn.”
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I always wanted to see more Val & George their dynamic is so interesting to meee . We need more of them
YEAHHHH fuck I ADORE Val and George and their fans are usually very polarised groups so you don’t tend to see much talk about them- but they are deep and compelling to ME and that alone means I will ramble about them for hours.
I mean George has been with Mercedes as long as Valtteri- that’s not hyperbole, George was in the garage on the night of AD 2016 (there is a reason he doesnt like Nico and if y’all keep saying he should use Nico as a mentor im going to start slapping heads), and was signed as merc’s official junior in 2017 at the same time as Val became Merc’s second driver- while George’s first few years were obviously split between his junior catagory work and becoming more and more integrated into mercs testing structure and engineering meetings- he was there, the whole time, to witness Val doing what he dreamed of some day, and it gave him some small chance follow an older drivers lead in settling into such an imposing team.
In every way Val was George’s unintentional role model, Williams to Merc - but you would struggle to hear him admit it because they spent 2021 practically at each others throats for the seat george would kill for and Val wasn’t even sure he wanted anymore… but George is still the same guy who would make posts on Instagram just to congratulate Val on getting re-signed. Yes Lewis was who George idolised, but Val was within reach, and they acted like siblings. Siblings in the true, struggle to get along but would kill for each other way that strict parenting cultures.
Imola is a prime example to me, it’s why so many people think they hate each other- fair enough but what I see instead is proof of that bond in its most strained state- George made a move that was risky and needed the other driver not to react the way Val did- he TRUSTED Val not to do that to him- but George didn’t account for the rain and the added difficulty and that’s what made them collide. I genuinely think that’s why George is so much angrier than normal- to him its not JUST him being taken out of a chance to show up Val (though it is also that, George isn’t a saint and all drivers are ego monsters), it was that Val reacted in a way he hadn’t accounted for and George felt betrayed and stupid for it. That’s why he slaps at Val after let’s remember, checking valtteri was okay. He checks on Val and when he gets the okay confirmation, the anger bubbles over and he slaps out like a child.
It’s petty, childish and dumb, but that’s what siblings are. They squabbled, George mouthed off, got a smack from his psuedo parent, and went to apologise- which Val promptly left on read and ignored and they went back to working.
The fight for the merc seat had them praying for each others downfall that year, but by the next, they were finding each other in drivers parades to chat, repairing that conversational lapse, and staring after Lewis together. Val had the unique experience of being teammates with The Lewis Hamilton and George clearly looked to him slightly on how to do this right, how to be a good teammate. Off track they were better to each other (it probably helped Val that George got humbled a couple times and reined himself in) and on track… I’ve talked about this before but George used to drive against Val differently to anyone other than maybe max but for whole different reasons- with Val it was about beating someone he could tease, but having the trust that Val would pull it off if he failed even after imola. I STILL think about Georges failed overtake in Singapore 22 when he breaks late and misses the corner trying to overtake val, and val just swerves round him. It was such a dumbass move! But thats George and Val!
On track George is desperate to be a little better, to show hes just as good as him, and off track he still seeks him out as a friend. George wants to beat val because he does at his core admire him- and thats why I fucking love them.
#asks#lesi’s tag#whoops someone let mark off leash to talk about George and val my beloved#that’s George’s protective but antagonised older Williams sibling!#maybe i wrote them fucking once- i should finish that fic i was funny for it#mark’s driver meta
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Todays rip: 06/09/2023
Sex - Steve Harvey
Season 4 Episode 1
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Sex - Steve Harvey
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Yknow, I wonder sometimes about the impression people get of the SiIvaGunner channel from reading this blog. I've noticed that some posts have gained minor traction outside of SiIva's core audience on here, such as Four Ardain ~ Roaming the Route~, due to it just being a damn solid arrangement.
In a way, this blog is cherry picking the channel's greatest moments and personal favorites, that gives off a skewed impression of what the channel can truly offer. And though I've dabbled in some unserious rips in the past, today we're going all-in: Sex - Steve Harvey is perhaps the most deranged, most incomprehensible, and most hysterical thing the channel has yet to upload.
In the first four Seasons of the channel, channel creator Chaze the Chat would sometimes release Vlog-like videos wherin he'd declare his intentions and direction for the channel going forward. And though things certainly ended up different due to the sheer scope of the King for Another Day tournament, Chaze's vision for Season 4 Episode 1 was still clearly established at the beginning of 2019: bring back the surprise, chaos and insanity of Season 1 in full force. Seasons 2 and 3 had of course not shied away from unhinged content - a certain purple eggplant was effectively chaos incarnate - but it still felt as if it was being deprioritized over maintaining quality and gradually progressing the lore. With the sudden positive reception to Season 3's King for a Day tournament, it was as if a message had been sent to the SiIva team: The lore can wait, so long as the team is passionate about whatever they make instead.
As the premiere of King for Another Day drew closer, "Not Funny Didn't Laugh Day" was the climax to all of this build-up: A day that was, effectively, chaos incarnate.
Sex - Steve Harvey, in a way, shows just how far any of us are to understanding just what the hell the SiIva team are capable and willing to do. Its arguable that the randomness and surprise that defined Season 1 doesn't quite exist anymore, because we as the audience have "solved" the joke - we KNOW that random takeovers will occur, we know that melodyswaps will happen, we know rips can now occasionally have mashups. But rips made during Not Funny Didn't Laugh Day - and especially Sex - Steve Harvey - felt like taking the next step beyond what Season 1 was doing, and in turn is complete jibberish in YouTube video form. There are dozens of people in the comments still trying to discern what the video means - its original joke is of course parodying Steve Harveys overreactions to lewd answers on Family Feud, but it goes through so many bizarre, nonsensical phases, most of which have no actual connection to one another. Really, the only consistent throughline is the audio quality being consistently compressed into oblivion.
And, yknow, its very possible that I am overthinking this rip, and that it really is just a collection of nonsense. But I swear it should not be able to be as funny as it is if that were the case. Sex - Steve Harvey haunts me like an apparition, I keep coming back to it just to find new things in its concoction of chaos that I might've missed. And "Not Funny Didn't Laugh Day" was FULL of rips similar to this - the entire event is a golden throwback to absurdist comedy's recent history, with platforms like Vine and the edgier period of YouTube developing so many strange ways to gather laughs out of people.
I'm eternally grateful that SiIva will keep finding ways to surprise me, even with dumb bullshit like this.
#todays siivagunner#season 4 episode 1#siivagunner#siiva#tentative rip name#Nozobot#ytp#ytpmv#vine#steve harvey#family feud#irony#uhhhh uhm#what the hell do i even tag this as seriously#im sorry for all diehard steve harvey fans who find this#Youtube
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Zouey, baby boy, I know you mean well, but this definitely isn't the right time for a therapy session... Fuck it if Captain hates Puen for no reason, we all know he's an asshole. But right now there are more important things to do!
But didn't Puen say he only gave Keen a bj that one time when he first joined the rugby team? Either Captain is exaggerating or Puen was lying...
Also, Soong had sex with Keen as well. He must be glad that he didn't reveal that fact during the party game. Who knows what kind of drama that would've caused between First and Captain... Here is to hoping that Soong can keep his secret!
I think that's the chat Aob saw as well, right? In any case, Captain you're being a dick again. Don't go around looking through other people's phones!
Ohhh~ Ok, so First knew that Captain had some beef with Puen and he deliberately hurt him? Damn... that's pretty bad. Sorry First, but you fucked up and Zouey is rightfully angry with you
And here we have the core of the problem when it comes to all those "unfortunate accidents" that First has caused: He thinks just because someone initially agrees to something that it gives him the right to do whatever he wants with them. I wonder if First has a low empathy level? Cause it seems to me he's not really able to feel compassion or see things from other people's point of view. At the very least he should know: A ripped butthole is definitely a sign to stop 😥
Um... Zouey, what does that mean First knows what Porche AND YOU WENT THOUGH?! What's this about now? Is it about that time Teena overstepped? Or something else? 😨
Oh boy, now Captain and First have their feelings hurt by Zouey... Zouey is right though. Both First and Captain keep hurting people, which really isn't ok
Yeah, I don't think Zouey sees himself as the main character and neither does Nont.
BUT this scene makes it obvious that something hasn't been working out between Captain, First and the other guys in the group for a while now. It's true that Zouey keeps telling these two (and Porche also) how horrible they are, what bad friends they are and that they're the reason why whatever happened to Nant, did happen. Zouey already did that in ep1: "We should admit that Nant disappeared, because he has bad friends like you guys." But as we know by now, Nant disappeared because he was investigating Jason and bit more off than he could chew. Captain and First pushing Nant to have sex had nothing to do with it. So in a way I can understand why Captain gets upset with Zouey. He feels mistreated and misunderstood.
But guys... the mission? Nant? Getting Jason a place in jail? No? Doesn't matter anymore, I guess
The fellowship broke up 😥
The way Nont holds on to Zouey as if he's saying "Don't leave me as well, please. I can't do this alone" 😭
And that's the end of episode 11! Three more to go and who knows what might happen next~ 🤗
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BTS in Order - May Pt 2
From bilibili here.
May Pt 1 here
5.16 ggdd fight scene where gg is down to his white shirt.
5.17 ggdd. DD coats himself in sunscreen. Then sprays gg's hand.
- They make weird wooo noises at each other.
- They have a convo while surrounded by folks doing their makeup and costumes. Lsz is in background. GG tells DD his face is like 1) bamboo shoots and 2) a pineapple. But not in a bad way.
- Gg and DD are standing together, each with a fan. Then gg turns to sit on something and DD follows. I've seen this clip connected to gg's jealousy of the camera man, and gg does talk to the camera (man?) before wandering off. This playlist does not have the big dd/camera man motorcycle talk.
- On a rooftop, from a distance, ggdd discuss scene with director.
5.18 dd solo. He's in post ts costume, outside, singing something. Nobody else is around.
5.18 ggdd gg pretends to throw something at dd
- post-timeskip reunion scene w DD gremlin smirk (uncertain on this one. may edit to change)
5.20 DD only On a horse with nie mingjue
- Under umbrella with jc, jyl, jg heir
- Dd squatting next to jc. They stand up to join jyl. They walk out from the umbrella and both DD and jyl are doing a silly little lean back posture
5.21 gg only Scene where wn kills jin zixuan
5.21 ggdd They're both on horses! And with nmj. Gg twirls his flute and looks at dd
5.22 ggdd Dd in blue robes holding tea while assistant holds umbrella over him. He's talking to crew and gg.
- DD describes a scene to the producer who doesn't believe it's real. Something about the demon-suppressing cave and dd with wen yuan. They bet on it and the loser has to be slapped 3x on the arm. The producer loses and he whaps her arm. GG asks if he's human and then wanders off.
5.22 dd only. With jl, jc, jzx at archery competition. JZX's dot falls off. DD says jc's purple robes are the most coquettish (骚) of all robes. DD wanders off to find gg
5.22 ggdd They're under a tent getting makeup done. I think I've seen this clip referenced as some sort of fight because of something one of them had said to the other. Gg is saying something to DD and DD looks annoyed and upset and makes some snarky response, based on his facial expression
- Eventually, DD looks at his phone again and then both gg and DD are looking at DD's phone.
5.24 gg only with jc. He's eating a cracker or something.
- Also with wq. He's teaching her a bro handshake. Wen Chao is there.
5.25 outdoor. Dd asks gg about his ribbon (I think). Gets a mirror to check it. (Alt 7.7)
- Ggdd outdoors side by side on their phones while singing together
- Ddgg and jzx shoveling poo together. Dd sprays jzx w sunscreen. Fails to pick up bucket (alt 7.7)
- Ggdd on a rock together. Gg is tired, DD rambles about literally everything. Accidentally picks some plant, which means a fine (alt 7.7)
5.27 ggdd 9 minutes on a boat? (alt 6.27 (both bilibili playlist and weibo tl have 6.27 as date. another, less comprehensive bb playlist + vic have 5.27 as the date. I'll put in both places and you decide))
5.28 gg only Scene where jyl visits wwx before wedding. They're running thru the script.
- Chat with yubin
- Filming scene where wwx who's recovering from losing his core gets captured
5.29 ggdd Post-timeskip. Outside. Dd is on a rock that makes him tower over gg. They're chatting. Dd makes weird faces. Then they make weird noises at each other.
- Then everybody's in cloud recess dress and jc and jyl are there. Everybody's comparing how tan they are. Then gg tries to poke jc's nipple. Then dd and jc try to poke each other's nipple at the same time. Fail. Finally, DD successfully pokes gg's nipple.
5.29 gg only. In mo manor. In one clip he has trouble figuring out which way he should exit. It's cute.
5.29 DD only. On roof with wires, gliding down
5.30 filming final waterfall scene. They're told they can smile at each other, then look ahead and smile bigger. Dd does an adorable gremlin smile, and the director tells him not that big.
5.30 DD with his guqin on a rock in the middle of a river. A camera drone hovers around him
5.31 ggdd having a meal in yiling (alt 6.1)
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Silhouettes In the Spotlight - Bucky Barnes - Seven
Summary: Bucky Barnes has worked immensely hard to have a filmography expanding across genres and garnering accolades from critics, peers and fans. Y/N Y/L/N, with her debut novel (fan-fiction turned New York Times Bestseller) has two other best sellers under her belt. Next is her highly anticipated fourth book lined up for release. SHEILD Productions has acquired the film rights to her debut novel and they want Bucky Barnes to play the lead (aka himself) by any means necessary. This story is about angst, lust, heartbreak, and love. After all fairytales only exist in books and movies right?
Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, ptsd scene described, alexander pierce is a creep, steve is an ass, bucky is well being bucky, dolores is a bitch so is sharon, hollywood drama, hollywood tropes
Pairing: Actor!Bucky Barnes x Plus Size!Fem!Reader
Word Count: 7.2k || Dividers: @firefly-graphics
Main Masterlist || Fic Masterlist || AO3
Chapter Six || Chapter Eight
HEADLINES:
Cast and Crew Of ITIMYIMDO Enter and Leave With Different People, Did You Expect These Pairings?
Inside Scoop Major Script Rewrite Occurring For Y/N Y/L/N’s Book Adaptation, Is She Being A “Little” Too Demanding With The Script?
Loki and Ace Spotted Chatting Away On Rooftop Of SHEILD While Sharing A Smoke.
Uh-Oh! Dolores Served With DUI, After Being Caught Driving While Under Influence We Have Pictures From Her Alleged Arrest. Brands May Reconsider Her Partnerships. SHEILD Yet To Comment!
Bucky Barnes Opens Up About His Ideal Partner, His Sweet Cat and Body Dysmorphia in candid podcast.
Bucky Barnes Texts Mystery Person During Interview, Blink and Miss Text Messages Flashed As He Dropped His Phone.
The earlier joke Bucky made about starting another song association earned the two of you a pointed glare each, from Sam and a threat to call Yelena. Which resulted in Bucky and you only laughing more as you entered the production house.
“She’s scarier than him.” Bucky whispers, you giggle nodding along.
“Him can get scarier if ya’ll continue.” Sam warns walking ahead.
“You ready for the day?” Bucky questions as you three wait for the elevator.
“I suppose, I mean it’s just a read through right?” Your stomach twists, you wince internally. That feeling was never a good sign.
“It is a different process at SHEILD.” Bucky’s brows furrow as he catches your troubled expression.
The elevator dings, doors opening, Sam and Bucky wait for you to move in first.
“SHEILD Productions has a meticulous process,” Sam begins to explain as the doors close, “The core team — made up of the actors, director, executive producers read through the script. Which is occurring today.”
You look towards Bucky, he nods.
“The director and executive producers then select certain scenes from the script. The actors would then enact these selected scenes. If something is amiss a live rewrite and immediate reenactment occurs plus if the actors feel better to do a scene a certain way then those edits are made and then again an enactment done.” Sam’s gaze shifts to Bucky, both knew they were hoping a certain scene isn’t selected.
Bucky clears his throat, “Then fine tuning is done, for flow, as many or as little. The updated scripts are sent in sealed envelopes, depending on the director’s instructions we are given anywhere between a month or three to prepare for the role, which means the next few months you will get busier.” he smiles encouragingly, as you absorb the information.
“So basically what you asked me over the past week or two was much lesser?” You wonder, it seemed work would be cut out for you.
“I’m afraid so, I really get into the mindset and role, I even purchased an additional copy for more constructive character building and making notes.” He grins.
“Oh and he keeps me awake to also take these notes incase his book is forgotten some place.” Sam complains, you chuckle.
“I’d do the same, ugh, I think I should buy those multiple subject notebooks depending on the number of actors.” You begin to wonder what would be a better option, digital notes or handwritten.
The last few floors are remaining, “James, do you like this process?” You wonder.
Bucky purses his lips in contemplation. When he was roped in by SHEILD the movie led him into his more commercial success, bringing him into the mainstream. He found this read then re-read process daunting at first, but slowly acclimated towards it, it was something that only occurred at SHEILD where the actors could also give their two cents instead of only an improvisation as the camera rolled.
“It is daunting but it feels good to be a part of the development process more, other movies only if improvs occur during a scene and are accepted is my contribution beyond my carved out role.” He answers, then the doors open to the conference room floor.
Sam pulls Bucky to the side handing his own phone to the latter.
There were two worries on your mind as your eyes move across the room.
One, what was done to the story to condense it into a script and the second, how Bucky would face the scene of Rhys’ arm loss. It was one thing to read it, but you hoped it would not have a negative impact having to act it out.
You prayed, prayed it would not be the scene he has to act out.
The tables are arranged in a semi circle. Name plaques and character names written to indicate where everyone would be sitting. There was a stage set up at the far end, a table labelled props and another carried refreshments beyond the bottles of water placed near everyone’s plaques.
You feel Yelena’s absence, wishing she was there to speak to you, but she said there was an unavoidable thing she needed to take care.
Your eyes move to the opposite side, Dolores grins while eyeing the plaque next to hers.
“Hey, there.” Loki greets, you smile and wave at him.
“Ready for the day?” He wonders, “Also I’m upset I don’t get to send the internet into a meltdown with you, I thought we were becoming best friends.” Loki pouts.
“I only give one meltdown a month, next month you can have meltdown rights.” You chuckle, Loki raises his pinky towards you.
“Pinky promise?” he requests, you intertwine your pinky,
“Pinky promise.” you affirm.
“Grand, I’ll tell my best friend the news.” Loki grins with mischief as Bucky and Sam return.
You trace your plaque, taking a picture to send to your mom.
Y/N Y/LN, Author, Executive Producer.
The nights you spent crying over the plot and nursing migraines flash by your eyes. Pride warms your chest.
Loki and Bucky are off to the side taking pictures with their plaques, you smile at their antics. Ace takes a picture of their plaque as well.
Steve walks into the room, looking up from his phone, he walks right up to you where you stand, “Hello.” He murmurs quietly.
“Hello.” You greet back. When look up at him, his eyes are hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. Your brows furrow.
Steve smiles, swiftly it turns into a smirk, “Missing my baby blues?”
You roll your eyes in response looking back at Bucky and Loki.
“Aw don’t be like that sweetheart.” He chastises, hand moving to your chin. You shift back. Backing into the table.
Bucky turns at that very moment, he clenches his jaw, stepping towards the two of you. Loki follows. Steve hums, looking towards Bucky with a cheshire cat grin.
“It’s so easy to rile him up.” Steve leans in to whisper in your ear, gooseflesh erupt at the proximity.
“Steve.” You warn shifting further to the side.
Bucky’s intense gaze takes you back to the night of the dinner. He taps Steve’s shoulder.
“What is it, Buck?” Steve scoffs spotting Loki behind Bucky.
“Shut up.” Bucky glares at Steve then offers his hand to you. You grasp it, he gives a slight tug and you slip past Steve.
“Loki and I want to take pictures with you and the plaques. SHEILD tradition we’ve established.” He explains. You smile,
“I’d like that, James.”
Bucky grins, the little crinkles by his eyes show.
Steve rolls his eyes, sauntering to his place next to Dolores. He shoots a look to his manager who is perched on a table behind his, typing away on her phone. She looks up indifference colours her features at Dolores approaching.
“Hey Stevie.” Dolores sits on the table, hand placed on his.
“Hello Dot.” His tone is clipped, she pouts. Glossed lips gleaming in the light, Steve tries to not have her pry. It was enough to tolerate her over the weekend.
“Now, now, what has you grumpy? Maybe I can help.” She then scoffs when instinctually his gaze moves to the three of you taking pictures,
“I don’t know what she thinks of herself.” Dot grumbles, “So what if she wrote the book? It’s my movie now.”
Steve gazes to the ceiling sending a silent prayer as Dolores launches in a ramble about her importance to the movie. The remaining actors trickle in, taking their designated places.
Loki takes a bunch of pictures, even pulling out his instant camera and having Sam take three pictures so each of you could keep one. Sam was all smiles taking the pictures and pulling funny faces to make the three of you laugh.
“I’m keeping this one.” Bucky takes his pick, grabbing the photograph and tucking it into his pocket.
“Hey, at least let me see it!” Loki grumbles trying to grab the picture.
You chuckle, moving with your plaque to where Ace was sitting.
“I called dibs!” Bucky makes a run for it.
“What are you, four?” Loki grumbles out but still running behind him,
“I’m a child at heart.”
“You’re a child per se.”
Sam chuckles but whips his own phone out to get videos, this is what he liked to post on behalf of his clients, genuine moments not orchestrated crap. Though sometimes orchestrated crap was required.
Drowning out their sounds, you stand in front of Ace.
“Would you be okay with us taking a picture together with the plaques?” You ask them, they smile at you.
“I’d love that,” they stand, the two of you set up your phones, using the timer to take pictures.
“I wanted to tell you, I finished the book in one night.” They grin as you both approve the pictures.
“Really?” You blink several times, not recalling the last reading binge you yourself did.
“I could not put it down, TMI I took it into my bathroom.” Ace laughs, you chuckle.
“I take my phone with me to carry on writing if I have to pee and it’s a really good scene.” You giggle. They laugh.
The double doors open and Maria Hill and Nick Fury walk in, you’re relieved to see Alexander is not present.
Not present yet, a voice in your head warns.
It takes you back to James’ warning in his car.
Behind them Sharon rolls in a trolley with iPads. Placing it near the table with Nick and Maria’s placement plaques.
Nick checks the time and the people present, a non verbal look is shared and Loki takes his place beside Ace.
Bucky sits next to Loki and your place is next to him.
The actors playing Doll’s father, then Steve’s father, Doll’s mother is played by Hope Van Dyne, next to her is Dolores and then Steve who smiles at you given that you’re directly opposite him and Dolores opposite to Bucky.
You wonder who would play Rhys’ boss secretly you hoped it would be Tony Stark because there was no one else in your mind who could replace him. Your mom introduced you to his work and then you absolutely adored him as Sherlock Holmes.
Steve pulls you out of your thoughts about Tony when his gaze meets your own and he takes off the sunglasses and winks at you. You look down at your hands, Bucky only glares at Steve. The man then winks at him too.
“Don’t break the iPad.” Loki warns in a whisper, “You can’t unbend it like a fork.”
Sam snorts but pipes down when Nick Fury throws him a warning look.
Your gaze shifts behind you, towards Yelena’s empty seat. Taking a quick picture you add the message of missing her to text her.
“The iPad contains the script loaded onto good notes, we are forgoing paper as part of our new green initiative. The iPads are locked so essentially you are toddlers with access to one app only not allowed to send or receive messages, emails the works.” Maria explains, Sharon begins distributing the iPads to everyone.
You look up at her as she hands you the iPad, “Thank you.” You whisper.
She rolls her eyes then plasters a smile handing Bucky his iPad.
“Thanks.” He begins to unlock it and load the app.
“You’re very welcome.” Sharon bats her eyelashes, “Anything you need tell me.”
“Uh,” Bucky shifts in his seat, your eyes shift to his face.
“Anything.” Sharon emphasises.
“Sharon some of us are waiting could you not try and flirt?” Ace calls out.
“Ms. Carter, please get on with the work.” Maria Hill shakes her head disappointed.
“We have an hour to read the script.” Nick announces and everyone gazes down at the devices.
The scriptwriters anxiously gaze at everyone especially you. All of your notes on what scenes are important, your annotations everything was laid out for them. They were on your side wanting to preserve everything possible but fit it into the screenplay time.
Bucky catches it first, the shake of your hands and the nervous fiddling. You’re gnawing at your bottom lip as you read through the script your the furrow in your brow lets him know you’re worried as each line you read has you further descent into nervousness. This was a new take on your work.
He takes a peek around the room, everyone is invested in the script. He’s almost halfway though given his reading speed.
Dolores toys with the digital pages but pays attention more to her phone. Loki reads in concentration and Steve rolls his eyes every few lines.
Ace has a notebook out as they jot down notes of the emotions expected in the scenes.
The remaining actors diligently read.
Bucky stares at his left palm, it is the only option given you sit to that side. Slowly he reaches out, offering his hand. You look up at him, but he gazes into his own iPad, pretending to read the page but all his attention is on you.
You take his hand, thumb tapping against his palm and the gloves feel the same as they did in his car. Bucky squeezes your palm, reassurance woven into the action.
Using your free hands both of you continue to read, each time your anxiety picks up at a scene, he allows you to squeeze, tap, play with his fingers. Squeezing back ever so often to remind you he’s there.
Your face pales, Bucky’s hand tightens around yours, you take a glance at the page he’s on. You bring your left hand on his, its the scene of the loss of Rhys’ arm. You both are at the same page.
You rub circles on the back of his palm. Bucky meets your gaze, blinking back tears.
“I’m sorry.” Is all you can muster to say in a low tone, he takes deep breaths.
“Not on you.” He whispers.
Steve looks across the room, he wonders who did the placement, Bucky and you tucked away in a corner. Loki by Bucky’s side, Ace next to him. Dolores seat next to Steve and the remaining producers in line with them.
Steve’s gaze follows Bucky’s arm he tilts his head wondering if he’s picturing it but then you look up at Bucky he whispers something to you and you respond making him smile.
Your eyes move across the room, Steve gives you a smile as you meet his gaze. You return the gesture then look back down at the script. You do catch Dolores’ hand moving towards him.
Bucky squeezes your hand again as he reads the lines, it’s almost verbatim, they’ve converted the entire scene into a dream sequence that ultimately leads to a PTSD episode which Loki’s character would step in to help him through.
“Have you both noted the amount of sex scenes?” Loki whispers and then his eyes fall to your hands but he looks back up and you don’t have to wonder about what comes next, Bucky releases your hand. It feels reminiscent of the ‘almost event, some how hurts more.
“How many are there?” Bucky clenches his fist, he can’t tell you the minuscule space before he completely parted from your hand ached more than letting your hand go.
Loki’s brows furrow in question, Bucky clenches his jaw.
“I think eight are there.” He says quietly, Bucky purses his lips closing his eyes.
He should be mad at the scenes, he should protest but all his mind brings forth is you. You’re next to him and he aches for you.
You turn your attention back to the script, quickly skimming through it again, there are several sex scenes— the video chat, the immediately post meeting, the rain, the post all the chaos, the car they even threw in a mile high club scene. As well as Loki and Ace have a scene together.
You internally groan. Why were so many required? The tender moments were there but it felt less intimate in the script. Your mind replays his hand leaving yours, you shake your head as if to physically dismiss the thought.
You meet the gaze of the scriptwriters and they wait for your approval, you give a slight nod they did surprisingly well though the scenes where Rhys helps Doll see herself, where he talks her down from her own demons, where they slowly go from friends to more is now basically instant attraction.
You aren’t happy, but you aren’t upset either. It has to be a love story shown within three hours. It has to be fast paced.
Then your eyes fall to the scene, you pause, your breath halting. Doll’s father and mother, with her observing from far off the abuse. Your hand trembles, flashes of a familiar scene play in front of your eyes. Your throat tightens as his roaring distant voice gets louder to the point where it hurts your ears more than your heart.
Bucky turns his attention back to you, you’re staring at the iPad, the screen is dimming but you make no attempt to prevent the auto lock. He reaches out tapping the screen the second his hand enters your peripheral you flinch, chair scraping back as you stand.
The eyes were going to move to you but the doors fly open — Natasha Romanoff enters followed by Yelena. You’re so grateful for the attention being diverted.
Bucky looks back at you, his had wants to reach out to yours, run his thumb along the edge of your index finger but your curious gaze is fixated on the sisters who’ve walked into the room. Yelena gives you a beaming grin.
“Everyone please meet your director, the talented, decorated with accolades Natasha Romanoff.” Maria Hill announces, applause greet Natasha as she gives a shy smile walking yo the place at Maria’s side.
Before she settles in, she turns to you, walking the three foot distance, “I spoke with Yelena before I did with you,” her voice is low so you know this is a conversation that will delve further later, “I will try to do this story justice in the themes that it represents, beyond the love story of two people.”
“Thank you. I trust you.” You tell her, your words hold a weight and she smiles reaching out to touch your arm give it a small squeeze.
You sit back down as she returns to her place.
“Are you alright?” Bucky whispers, you give him a curt nod. You failed to realise this would open the pandora’s box you kept locked away.
Bucky gnaws at the inside of his cheek, he catches the page number on your iPad opening it on his then it clicks.
When he looks up at you, you’re nodding his gaze sweeps across to Steve’s side catching him mouthing ‘Are you sure?’ with his brows twisted into that look of feigned concern that Bucky is familiar with a little too well.
Yelena taps your shoulder motioning to the corner of the room near the refreshments, you gladly leave your place to join her.
“A little more emotion, Dolores.” Natasha orders not even yelling cut this time, she is fed up.
Nicky Fury has a perpetual look of indifference, Maria Hill could be hiding a migraine and you try to keep a neutral expression.
“The scene isn’t—,” Dolores begins,
“The scene is fine, you’re not bringing the emotion of seeing the love of your life finally after ages of being separated.” Natasha cuts her off, taking a sip of her water.
“Again from the beginning, Ace please from the moment of pretending on Nia’s part forgetting the phone, Bucky move off stage then come on once Ace leaves.” She instructs and Bucky scurries off stage, thankful he didn’t have to take off his bionic arm, yet.
He tries catching your gaze but you seem adamant on avoiding it, he doesn’t understand what changed within moments.
You look towards Bucky only when his back is towards you, when he turns you look down at the iPad. You aren’t mad at him for dropping your hand, you don’t want to read into anything. Given the articles Yelena showed you.
You’re still in over your head at what Yelena told you. It’s taking everything to focus and Bucky would muddle everything going on in your mind.
“Do you have any notes?” Natasha leans towards you as the actors take their places.
“Um,” you look down at the observations you’ve jotted.
“Hmm, I didn’t think switching their placements would work, she bumped into him walking backwards in the original scene, let’s work with that instead of Doll seeing Rhys instantly.” Natasha reads over the notes, her gaze lifts to Yelena whole gives her look of ‘told you’.
“Are you sure?” You whisper, worried about over-stepping.
“I’m 101% sure.” Natasha smiles then turns to the actors explaining what she requires.
Nick turns to you, his poker face not allowing you to place what his mind is going over.
You turn back as Ace and Dolores take centre stage.
“Action!” Natasha calls out.
Ace laughs, “Okay so what? It doesn’t mean you scream at everyone—oh shit I left my phone, wait for me?”
Dolores shakes her head, turning to face Ace as they walk to the classroom, “I’m going to wait by the car, you go find that device, and for the record I don’t call you out,”
Bucky steps onto the stage, a soft smile on his face as he gazes at Dolores. You’re almost reminded of how it was in your head when it was a fanfic.
Dolores takes a few steps more, bumping into Bucky, “Oh I’m so sorry,” she looks up at him, “Rhys.” Dolores looks back towards Ace who whips out their phone a grin on their face as if to say ‘Ta da!!’
Dolores furrows her brows then realisation dawns on her features.
“Rhys?” She questions turning to face him.
“Hi Doll.” Bucky smiles, you notice him blinking several times, eyes glazing over, your hands grip the iPad tightly.
“Rhys you’re—, you’re here?” Dolores looks as if surprised but her voice lacks conviction,
“I think I met you in my dreams once,” Bucky smiles, “But now I’m here.” He sniffles.
Dolores laughs, leaning up to kiss him. Bucky smiles, meeting her halfway. Flesh arm wrapping around her waist pulling her to him, not using his vibranium arm.
You don’t pay attention to the twinge in your chest.
“Cut!” Natasha yells, “Much better.” She denotes when they part. Dolores gleams.
“Though Dolores I want you to work on emoting better.” Natasha tsks, then smiles at Bucky“Bucky a little more awe when you see her in person, a little more wonder, otherwise the remainder of your emotions were good.”
“Thank you.” Bucky says, his eyes shift to you when you wipe the corner of your eyes.
Dolores rolls her eyes, Natasha ignores her.
“Ace I loved it every bit happy scheming best friend.” Natasha praises and Ace grins.
“Thank you.” They grin.
You look up, Bucky’s eyes are on you curiosity and worry evident. You always admired how expressive he was in his craft with just his eyes. Just, right now being at the receiving end of his intense gaze, you felt as if the first night you met him, being tugged into the eye of the storm.
‘I’m okay.’ You mouth, when Natasha touches your arm you break your gaze with him. Bucky swallows, trying to find Loki but his eyes settle on Steve instead who has a knowing grin on his face.
“Fuck.” Bucky mutters, Steve only grins more, standing as Natasha calls on the scene for Dolores and himself.
“Now, I know just how important she is to you. You have that look on your face.” Steve pats Bucky’s shoulder as if complementing him.
“She’s just an asset.” Bucky replies, he tries to keep up an air of nonchalance.
“Is she, Barnes?” Steve shakes his head in disbelief, moving onto stage.
Dolores hugs him, chatting away about the scene. Steve allows Bucky to stew in his thoughts.
“What did he say?” Loki pulls Bucky out of his mind.
“He believes there is something going on… between Y/N and I.” Bucky answers, they are to the side so no one can hear them.
Loki’s eyes lift to where you were sat, watching Steve and Dolores enact out their scene.
“Is there? Something?” He gazes back to Bucky.
“No.” Bucky answers too quickly.
“Do you hope for there to be something?” He changes the question.
“I—, I don’t know, Loki.” Bucky sighs.
“Bucky and Loki, could we have you both on stage? I want you to enact the PTSD episode scene, is that comfortable right now?” Natasha looks towards them, Bucky’s gaze falls to you, you’re gnawing your bottom lip with worry.
“I’m okay as long as Bucky is fine with it.” Loki answers.
“Yeah we can do it.” Bucky swallows nodding. It doesn’t ease your worry for him.
Bucky stands staring off into space, blinking several times to return to the present, flesh hand tracing over his shoulder that used to harbour his left arm.
He groans, the pang of phantom pain hitting him. He turns, there is an echo of bullets and blasts resounding. His chest rises and falls rapidly. Breath unable to be kept even.
He steps towards the side table with the water jug, but his step falters, “Please, please, please, save it, save it.” He pleas with someone who isn’t present.
Bucky lands on his knees, hunched over, clawing at his shoulder to feel, “What good is a dead armed soldier? Doc do something!” He wheezes, blue eyes lost.
“Hey Rhys—, fucking hell.” Loki moves in front of Bucky, “Rhys can you hear me?”
“The arm, the pain, I can’t—, I can’t feel—,” Bucky hiccups, tears fully falling from his eyes, “I can’t feel anything.”
“Rhys, Rhys its me Levi, you aren’t on the battlefield anymore, try to listen to my voice.” Loki’s own eyes brim with tears.
“Levi?” Bucky breaks the syllables, eyes in and out of focus,
“Yeah your friend; I’m here. Can you find your way back to here?” Loki questions, gently prying his flesh arm away from his shoulder and holding it.
Bucky gazes down at the intertwined hands, Loki squeezes in reassurance, “I’ve got you man, I know it hurts, you gotta come out of it, you’re home.”
Bucky’s breathing evens out slowly,
“You’re doing good man, that is some good breathing right there.” Loki encourages.
“Levi?” Bucky looks up locking his eyes with Loki. Finally present after being lost.
“Right here Rhys.” Loki lets go of his breath with relief. Tears streaming down his own face.
“What the fuck is, ‘that is some good breathing right there?’” Bucky blinks away the tears, bewildered.
“Fuck you.” Loki rolls his eyes and Bucky laughs, Loki joins him, the former pulling him into a hug.
“Cut.” Natasha’s voice is thick with emotion, you can’t find your own voice beyond the tears, a clap resounds next to you.
Loki and Bucky remain kneeling, smiles on their faces at the praise pouring in the small room.
Maria stands, clapping you join in as does Natasha followed by the rest of the cast. Nick Fury stands when the claps die down.
“I think we made the right choice with the two of you. Thirty minute break.” He declares walking to the doors.
Loki helps Bucky up, they move to the side Bucky unbuttons his shirt to fix his arm back into the mounting plate. It does a full circumduction before his shrugs his shoulder. Flexing his elbow and fingers putting his shirt back on and buttoned up.
Then Loki walks towards you, you engulf him in a hug. He appreciates it. Bucky walks towards the two of you slowly, observing.
“That was breathtaking.” You say to the both of them when Loki parts from you from the hug.
“Thank you.” they speak in unison.
Ace walks up, “That was brilliant.”
Loki gives them a tight-lipped smile, you shift towards Bucky’s side to allow Ace space, your shoulder brushes against his, you don’t allow yourself to stop the next movement.
Your pinky finger reaches out to trace the outer border of his left palm. Bucky smiles, it was an innocent way to give a nod towards the hand-holding both of you had begun. He does the same to your palm. You smile.
“Did you think about undergoing military level training to prepare?” Ace questions Bucky,
“I’ve spoken to a few veterans, and my old physical therapist will be re training to balance around without the bionic arm.” He explains, as they nod.
“Y/N, may I steal you away for a bit?” Natasha enquires.
“By all means.” Ace answers beaming.
You look back at Bucky, he only smiles at you, your gaze drops to his hand. His opposite thumb traces over the spot where you touched him.
His gaze falls to your hand as you repeat the same gesture upon your own hands.
Bucky diverts his attention towards Loki and Ace. He still doesn’t understand why the latter gets on his best friend’s nerves.
You follow Natasha to the corner where Yelena stands as well. She smiles at you, you smile back.
“Alright, let me get down to business, I think you may have seen the articles for Yelena and I meeting, the only reason I agreed to direct is you.” Natasha explains, your jaw drops.
“Me?” You manage to squeak out, she’s an Oscar, Emmy, Everything nominated and won director.
“I read the book, Yelena being your agent was a surprise but I know she sees potential better than the best.” Natasha smiles at her sister.
“Flattery Natalia.” Yelena rolls her eyes.
“Can’t a big sister be proud?” Natasha chuckles when Yelena grumbles in Russain.
“I love you too.” The elder sister only laughs.
You chuckle, emotional displays weren’t Yelena’s forte so you knew her actions speak much clearer for how she feels.
“Now, as executive producer and author your body of work needs to be honoured, I know your hesitancies, even I disagree with some of the cast choices. However I wanted to speak to you about a sort of cameo in the movie? Just as a nod to you?” She seems so hopeful, you look at Yelena.
“Please say yes, small moment, maybe giving Rhys directions to the university or something else.” Yelena adds you chuckle.
Your nod has both sisters squeal and hug you.
Natasha moves away to speak to Nick as he returns, Yelena tugs at your hand.
“Your blue eyed boy is looking here.” She teases, you slowly meet Bucky’s gaze from across the room. The he frowns, his eyes begin to harbour disdain.
The hand is on your lower back before you can react to Bucky. Yelena can’t pull you away quick enough.
“How is my stellar author?” Alexander’s voice has a chill creep up your spine, you turn immediately moving away.
“Mr. Pierce,” You smile.
He gives you a lazy grin, “I hope my absence didn’t cause much trouble.”
“Oh um, I wouldn’t be the best judge of that, I’m sure someone of your caliber can contribute even better so everyone here can learn.” You hope the answer is diplomatic enough.
“Oh you do have a way with your words.” Alexander gleams, you trace the spot Bucky traced his fingers over.
“Mr. Pierce.” Bucky speaks up, “Missed you here today.” He walks towards the three of you. You take the moment to shift but Alexander looks at you the minute you try to shift.
“How is your mother?” He enquires.
“Getting by… some days are good.” You swallow.
“And your father I hope you spoke to him about the absurd commentary. Defamation suits are very costly.” Alexander only smiles.
“I’ve spoken to him as well.” Yelena adds.
“I hope you have made him acquainted with my legal team.” He questions, she nods. Your brows furrow, when did this occur?
Bucky finally makes his way over, a smile plastered on his face, he gives you a once over. You don’t meet his gaze.
“It is good to see you both well acquainted.” Alexander observes, Bucky chuckles.
“I take time to open up Alexander, you know that. It was a matter of time before I got along.” He says easily, “You know I have to, you of all people know how it is?”
“If I didn’t i wouldn’t be here, as your boss.” Alexander laughs, Bucky joins him.
Yelena grabs your hand, “Its from the hospital.” she hands you your phone.
“Excuse me.” You whisper, before hastily exiting the room.
“Absolutely not.” Bucky seethes, this close to upturning the damn table.
“Oh come on Bucky.” Dolores rolls her eyes, “It’s just for PR.”
“No.” Bucky presses on, Loki rolls his eyes at the absurd notion. This is not required.
“As the best interest is seemed of SHEILD you will do this PR relationship.” Nick presses on, looking at Sam to talk sense into Bucky.
“Why not have Steve and Dolores be PR.” Bucky offers, he doesn’t want this, he has, well, no one at the moment but he does not want the whole thing with the same woman who cheated on him.
His mind strays to you, still gone, NDAs were already brought out and signed. Yelena, Natasha both are missing as well.
“I already did my bit of PR under SHEILD’s contracts, face it, it’s your turn.” Steve glares at him.
“Your agent loves throwing you on front pages, also don’t think I don’t know this is because of her instability and recent DUI—,”
“Gentlemen.” Alexander intervenes, “Do as you’re told Bucky or we can bring up all of your contractual binding obligations.”
Bucky knows what that is code for, he grips the table. Sam places a hand on his shoulder.
“When do we need to start?” He mutters through gritted teeth.
“Today, go sneak off to make out, make sure you’re caught by the paps outside.” Alexander waves them off.
Pushing his chair back Bucky moves to the door with an all too excited Dolores on his trail. They take the elevator down. He ignores every attempt she makes to speak. His heart is screaming at him to fight. His brain brings forth the bullshit of Alexander.
The doors open, he inhales then exhales and they make their way as if sneaking away.
Steve hides his grin as you’re right where he wanted you, pacing the parking lot on the phone. It was easy to produce scheduling conflicts when the right connections were known to the private nursing facility you had hired for your mother.
Your call ends and you catch laughter, you turn towards the sound, curiosity getting the best of you.
Something in your chest breaks when Bucky grasps Dolores’ cheek with his vibranium palm. She smiles up at him, grasping his wrist. Your breath hitches at how eerily similar it is, limbs locked. Bucky’s lips brush over Dolores’ once, twice, he smiles before their lips meet.
Dolores wraps her arm around his neck, kissing Bucky back with equal fervour.
You look down then, shaking your head and steadying your breath that seems to be moving towards panting. This is not supposed to affect you.
“Heartbreaking isn’t it?” Steve murmurs from behind you, leaning against a car.
“I don’t understand—,”
“He says and does things that might hold significance only to not reciprocate what might be in your own heart.” Steve cuts you off, eyes moving towards Bucky and Dolores as they laugh.
“I think you’re reading too much into things, Steve.” You keep your voice even, jaw clenched.
“I think I’m reading it just right, sweetheart.” Steve steps closer to you, “Is everything alright? I overheard Yelena say it’s the hospital that was getting in touch.”
You furrow your brows, “The nurse has to leave from home, I need to get back, my dad isn’t going to return till later. If I’m not there its going to be a whole thing,” your palm touches your forehead, ten things swirling in your head.
Steve pulls you into his embrace cutting off your words.
“I can’t imagine how difficult it must be for you. How about I take you home and stay there with you and your mom?” He pulls away cupping your cheek with his right hand.
“Steve I appreciate the offer but you need to be here for—,”
“Sweetheart, if I leave it makes more sense, if an actor isn’t there they have to pause, they’ll go on without you.” Steve plants the seed in your mind.
You contemplate, then call Yelena.
“Hey where are you?” She questions, standing near the window.
“In the parking lot, listen the nurse has to leave so I need to get home do you think they would you know hold off?” You wince when she clicks her tongue.
“Why is Steve with you? Actually don’t answer, I’m going to go home on your account. Your mom loves me and your dad can’t say shit to me.” She nods knowing it would work.
“Are you sure?” You wonder again, Steve’s expression carries worry and you give him a reassuring smile.
“Positive, come back up I’ll get the keys from you, her medicine schedule is on the counter right?”
“Yeah, thank you so much Yelena.” You grin.
“Anytime.”
The call disconnects and you recount everything to Steve and he seems genuinely relieved.
“That is good now you can stay.” He smiles offering his arm to guide you back. You hesitate so he drops his arm.
“I’ll settle for walking side by side.” He chuckles.
“Really, you aren’t going to make scathing comments?” You deadpan.
“I’m hurt.” He clutches his chest then grins. Reaching up to cup your chin then he tilts your head and picks at a small leaf stuck on your head.
Bucky looks up when the clearance from Sam comes in the form of a text, to find Steve cupping your cheek. His left palm forms a fist.
“Oh come on, Bucky, she’s still going to be your shiny toy.” Dolores giggles, he shoots her a glare.
Steve and you make your way inside, Bucky’s mind whirls as he walks reluctantly in step with Dolores.
They reach the elevators just as you and Steve enter them.
“Hi Stevie.” Dolores gleams, “Hey Y/N.”
You have to do a double take, “Hey Dolores.”
She leans into Bucky’s side you shift, to the side taking support of the wall, eyes downcast.
Bucky’s eyes are on you, then he looks to Steve who smirks and raises a brow in question. Needing to rile Bucky up.
The doors open none of you make a move to exit. The air feels different.
“Come on Bucky—,” “You go on I dropped my wallet.” Bucky tells her and Dolores huffs before moving out.
Your phone begins to ring again and you send a text that you will call back in two minutes.
“I have to take call so I’m heading down again.” You look at Steve he nods, brushing his hand over your arm before leaving.
The doors close again, Bucky turns to face you, “You and Steve?”
“You and Dolores?” You look up at him, locking your eyes with his, Bucky’s jaw tightens.
“Y/N.”
“James.”
Bucky bites his tongue.
“Please don’t, not with him.” Bucky closes his eyes, then meets your gaze.
“Why do you even care, James? You clearly held back because of Dolores.” You don’t want him to think there is anything between Steve and you, but you can’t fathom his behaviour either.
He takes the two steps to you, your back pressed up against the cold metal of the elevator, Bucky in front of you, his hand on either side of you on the railing. Your hands on his biceps.
“James…” You breathe, his cologne engulfing you. You close your eyes. You feel his forehead against yours, his own eyes closed.
Bucky can feel your heart hammering, he needs to tell you but he knows eyes and ears are present. Even in the damn elevator.
“Fuck.” He mutters, then moves away to the opposite end. He knows what you will presume. He hates himself for doing this to you. You don’t deserve it, you don’t deserve the heartbreak that follows him.
The elevator dings, your eyes open, you bite the inside of your cheek.
“You can’t do things like that anymore.” You warn him, he moves toward you yet again. Defiance in his demeanour.
“I know.” He says, hand reaching out towards your own.
“James.” You say in warning again.
“Feather.” His fingers trace the outer border of your right index finger that harbours the white inked tattoo of a quill.
“I know it’s a quill.” He explains,
“I know I should keep my distance from you, Feather. You, you deserve much better.”
You swallow, the nickname a raft in the midst of the blue storm.
“Go.” He says, you don’t move,
“Please.” His voice breaks for some reason, your brows furrow.
“James what happened—,” you reach towards his hand.
“Go, Y/N.” He moves away holding the door open button down.
You step out, before you can turn the doors close and the nurse calls you yet again.
Bucky rests his head against the floor panel. Trying to compose himself.
HEADLINES:
Rekindled Romance Dolores and Bucky Spotted Out At Romantic Dinner Date In The City.
Uh Oh Dolores Yells at Fans While Bucky Agrees To Pose For Pictures.
Dolores Shares Snap In The Same Hoodie Fans Love On Bucky Barnes.
Steve Rogers Spotted Outside Y/N Y/L/N’s Home Multiple Times.
Starlet Ace Visits Y/N Y/L/N’s Home Along With Yelena Belova, Spotted By A Neighbour!
Natasha Romanoff and Y/N Y/L/N Meet For Private Lunch At Posh Restaurant In Manhattan.
Shooting To Commence Next Month For ITIMYIMDO, Director Natasha Romanoff Is Excited and Eager To Work With Talented Cast and Crew.
Two Weeks After Almost Losing All Her Contracts Dolores Secures Brand Deal With LVMH And Cover Of Vogue!
Tensions Rise At Hydrangeas Publications As Deal With SHEILD Productions comes to an Impasse, all author works are put on hold for Acquiring/Publication/Selling Media Rights.
Y/N Y/L/N’s first Three Chapters Of New Book Leaked Onto The Internet Amid Publication House Tensions, Fans Divided If They Should Or Should Not Read The Chapters.
A.N.: should i hide? *hides behind chair* do i get brownie points for the nickname moment? *hides further under a blanket*
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it’s impossible to describe the sheer intensity of the emotions that I had on leak night. waiting for the next part of the chapter summary. waiting for each page to be posted. desperately hoping for Kurogiri to pick Spinner up and warp away - which STILL hasn’t happen, have to go through all this AGAIN next week. each reveal could’ve make or break me.
The Hand. I had vaguely assume that Spinner would’ve kept The Hand with him - why wouldn’t he, it’s something important that belonged to Shigaraki, he’s not going to betray any trust by tossing it away, it’s Shigaraki who should make that choice - all this time, but didn’t think it would come into play here. But then there was The Hand, the last of The Hands, Nana’s Hand (probably), palm up and open as if beckoning, right in front of Kurogiri. And Spinner had it all along, he’ll keep it safe for as long as he needs to get it back to Shigaraki and there was The Hand.
The Mic dialogue has me going w o a h, but it was a pleasant surprise, in that it revealed a darker nature to Mic and Heroes in general… and the contrasting Spinner who just loves Shigaraki so much, who has doubts about whether it was Shigaraki he was tending to but still stayed the whole time Post-Jaku, who you know will follow Shigaraki whether Shigaraki will continue to destroy, or instead stop, despite that empty Horizon Spinner had wanted to see, because it’s the boy he loves, not what Shigaraki can do, it’s the nerdy gamer loser that he loves with his entire being.
literally loves with his entire being because that last burst of strength was it, it was fueled by his memories of Shigaraki and desperation to help and worry and maybe even fear, but at the end of it, he thinks of that one trivial moment where they were just two nerds chatting, not in costume and masks off and face to face, that moment without hate or rage or past burdens or all that made them Villains. They were just two people sharing a moment, and Spinner treasures that memory so much it that didn’t matter that he could barely move and his mind was still going blanker and blanker, he just had to get to Kurogiri and give him that one last request.
Spinner always said he was empty but here he really was. Empty of followers, empty of strength, empty of coherent thought - all except one last thing. Spinner truly had nothing else in that moment but his one core wish, the only left in his hollow mind, and that was to save Shigaraki and the others.
Save Shigaraki and the others, because he's just filled with love and friendship and he wasn't empty anymore.
anyways yeah. i enjoyed it a lot.
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part 36🖤 - AO3 link
part 35 in the reblog @winterspiderpurrs
The next day, Peter heads out to have lunch with Christine. The doctor was one of Peter’s mentors when he did some of his training in the emergency and trauma department. He trusts her judgement.
While he waits for Christine to show up, Peter looks over the large canteen, scanning the people lazily with his gaze. At the back of his head, Peter thinks of the possibility that Stephen is working today and thus might show up in the canteen. Peter really hopes not, but soon enough he forgets his worries as he spots Chrisitine.
“Oh, Peter, it’s been so long! You look great!”
The two of them chat animatedly for a while, catching up a bit. Peter obviously has to answer her questions about where he is currently working, but he keeps in short, blaming it on the NDA, which is very much real. Christine understands, though. She has a lot of crazy stories from the ER, and Peter would love to talk about it for hours, but he knows the woman is busy. He will have to get to it before she has to leave.
“This might seem random, but- uhm…” Christine fixes her kind eyes on Peter while chewing her pasta salad. “What do you think of Stephen? Like- what’s he really like? At his core?”
Christine takes some time to think while she chews.
“He’s the greatest man I’ve ever met. But, he wasn’t a good life partner, not to me at least. I know he’s married now though, so he must be compatible with someone.” Christine laughs lightly. “Why you ask?”
“I-I’m sort of working with him now.”
“Hmm, and how is he?”
“Controling.” Peter says quickly.
Christine gives the young man a moment, seeing if he has more to say, but he looks to be lost in thought.
“Listen, Peter.” The woman says more gently. “He’s a great man, and an even greater surgeon. But, even surgeons have to be held accountable for their mistakes and shortcomings. No one in this field can work alone, I mean- we treat human beings, and we are human beings ourselves. We gotta talk to each other, yeah? That’s how we can make it work.”
Christine is saying Peter should talk to Stephen, and Tony. He figured she would say that, since he is only giving small pieces of information of what actually is now a huge mess in Peter’s mind and heart.
Soon enough, and it really is too soon, Christine has to return to work. She gives Peter a warm hug, and tells him that they will have to go out to dinner soon. Peter nods with a smile. He really hopes he will, but he is not sure in this moment.
Once Christine has dashed off back to work, Peter sits for a minute or two at the table. He sighs a little, then gets up to leave as well.
While Peter walks out, he feels something pull in his stomach. That man over there… he looks familiar. That beard… It is the man he bumped into at the café the day before. What a considence.
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Outside, in a black car with blacked out windows, Bucky and Steve sit in the back, eyeing Peter as he walks out of the hospital and down the street. Steve tells Happy, the driver, to follow the young man.
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As much as I complain about the (at its core, justified) backlash to corporate AI going in counterproductive-at-best directions here, I would like to take a moment to talk about what I would like to see done about the problem of corporate swarming all over AI as a moneymaking fad.
First, I must address the true root of the problem: as we all know, a lot of the types of people known derogatorily as techbros jumped ship from cryptocurrency and NFTs to AI after crypto crashed...multiple times. Why AI? Why was it the next big thing?
Well, why was crypto the previous? Because it was novel and unregulated. Why did it crash? Because of the threat of regulation.
It is worth mentioning, at this point, that the threat of regulation ended up doing massive harm to people who used crypto for reasons OTHER than speculative investment scams. This included a lot of people who engaged in business that is illegal but lifesaving (e.g., gray-market pharmaceuticals), and people who engaged in business that is technically legal but de facto illegal due to payment processors hating it (e.g., porn and other online sex work) - i.e., a lot of extremely vulnerable people. Stick a pin in this, it will be important.
AI is a novel and largely unregulated field. This makes it EXTREMELY appealing to venture capitalists and speculative investors - they can fuck around and do basically whatever they want with little to no oversight, and jump ship the moment someone says "all right, this is ridiculous you CANNOT just keep pretending it's a rare fluke when your beefed-up autocomplete chat bot makes up garbage information, and the next clown who decides that a probability function trained on the ableism and pop-psych poisoned broader internet is a viable substitute for trained mental health counselors is losing any licenses they have and/or getting fined into bankruptcy." They've always been like this - when technology is too new for us to even know how we SHOULD regulate it, the greedy capitalists flock to it, hoping to cash out quick before an ounce of responsibility catches up to them, doubly so when it's in a broader field that's already notoriously underregulated, such as the tech sector in the US right now.
That tendency is bad for literally everyone else in the process.
Remember what I said about how the crypto crackdown hurt a lot of very vulnerable people? Well, developers aren't lying when they say that AI can have extremely valuable, pro-human applications, from AAC (which it's already serving as; this is, imo, THE most valuable function of ChatGPT), to health and safety - while we absolutely should not entrust things like reading medical images and safety inspections to AI without oversight, with oversight it's already helping us find cancers faster, because while computers are fallible, so are humans, and we're fallible in different ways. When AI is developed with human-focused applications in mind over profit-focused ones, it can very easily become another slice of Swiss cheese to add to one of our most useful safety models.
It can also be used for automation...for better, and for worse. Of course, CEOs and investors are currently making a hard push for "worse".
That's why I find it very important to come up with a comprehensive plan to regulate AI and tech in general against false advertisement/scams and outright endangerment, without cutting too deep into the potential it has for being genuinely good.
My proposals are as follows:
PRI. VA. CY. LAW. PRIVACY LAW. PRIVACY LAW. As it stands now, US law regarding online privacy and data security - which is extremely pertinent because most of the most unscrupulous developers are US-based - is at best a vicious free-for-all that operates entirely on manufactured "consent", and at worst actively hostile to everyone but corporate interests. We need to change that ASAP. As it stands, robots.txt instructions (and other similar things, such as Do Not Track flags) are legally...a polite request that developers are 100% allowed to just ignore if they feel like it. The entire mainstream internet is spyware. This needs to change. We need to impose penalties for bypassing others' privacy preferences and bring the US up to speed with the EU when it comes to privacy and data security. This will solve the problem that many are counterproductively trying to solve by tightening copyright law with more side benefits and none of the drawbacks.
Health and safety audits and false advertising crackdowns. Penalties must be imposed on entities who knowingly use AI in inappropriate and unsafe applications, and on AI developers who misrepresent the utility of their tools or downplay their potential for inaccuracy. Companies using AI in products with obvious potential hazards, from robotics to counseling, are subject to safety audits to make absolutely sure they're not cutting corners or understating risks. Developers who are found to be understating the limitations of their software or cutting safety features are subject to fines and loss of licenses.
Robust union protections, automation taxes, and beefing up unemployment/layoff protection. Where automation can and cannot be used in the professional sector should never be a matter of law beyond the safety aspect, but automation rollouts do always come with drawbacks - both in the form of layoffs, and in the form of complicating the workflow in the name of saving a buck. The government cannot make sweeping judgments about how this will work, because it's literally impossible for them to account for every possibility, but they CAN back unions who can. Workers know their workflow best, and thus need the power to say, for instance, "no, I need to be able to communicate with whoever does this step, we will not abide by it being automated without oversight or only overseen by someone we can't communicate with adequately, that pushes the rest of our jobs WAY beyond our pay grade" or "no, we're already operating on a skeleton crew, we will accept this tool ONLY if there are no layoffs or pay cuts; it should be about getting our workload to a SUSTAINABLE level, not overworking even fewer of us". Automation taxes can also both serve as an incentive for bosses to take more time considering what they do and do not want to automate, and contribute to unemployment/layoff protection (and eventually UBI). This will ensure that workers will be protected, even when they're not in fields as visible and publicly appreciated as arts.
In conclusion, the AI situation is a complicated one that needs nuance, and it needs to be approached and regulated in a pro-human, pro-privacy way.
#not art#needless to say this plan ALSO involves linking fines in general to income/revenue#so that small time developers arent bankrupted by an honest mistake of forgetting one (1) line of code#and megacorporations can't just go ''ohhh teehee oopsie-woopsie we made a fucky-wucky'' and pay 10% of what they earned by breaking the law#after their mining bot goes on a rampage and kills 7 human miners and blows up a national monument and poisons a reservoir serving 50k#because they took out a critical sensor and went ''its fiiiiiine the ai can operate on just cameras~''
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